Why Run

I’ve run for over 10 years. It started due to driving my kids to early morning practices before they were old enough to drive. Initially I got them there and napped in the car. But one morning I joined the runners and my sleepy first run changed my weekly routines and improved my life. Now I’m mainly a trail runner as street running is not as satisfying. My reasons for running continually change. This poem summarizes my thoughts about running. You can share this poem with other “runners” or those who are thinking about running.

 

Why Run

When I run
I sometimes trail the body
watching it move
and leave me behind.

When I run
I am sometimes riding inside
as a conductor of a machine
attempting to exert control.

When I run
I am sometimes a sensor
a check engine light
a low pressure gauge.

When I run
I am sometimes a leaf
a twig a stone
clinging to the bottoms of my shoes.

When I run
sometimes I am an unidentified animal
in pursuit of or fleeing another
or moving just to move.

When I run
sometimes I am writing a song
or finishing a work of art
running just beyond my reach.

When I run
I am free for a moment
grateful for mobility
I am a breeze.

When I run
a familiar path
is always changing
depending on my mind, body and soul.

When I run
I never know
what to expect
so I run to find out.

Gregory Zeorlin 4/11/2015 @ 10:15pm
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